I'm into Insomniacs (discontinued)

Dipper's side

I looked down at the girl, covered in water. She had small tears forming in her eyes. I could tell, she may have been covered in water, but her face was definitely still turning red. I sighed, looking behind me. Mabel was already making her way home after her little 'episode' with this blond girl. But it didn't look right. This girl, she was crying. She was crying in public and no one had come to comfort her or even ask what was wrong. I didn't have to ask what was wrong though. I was there. Why didn't I do something? Perhaps it was the fact that I didn't know this girl? Maybe it was because Mabel was the one doing it and I wouldn't interfere with her plan to have 'justice.' Or maybe I really am a coward. Just like Stan told me.

Whatever it was, I felt like leaving her there to cry wasn't the right response. I knelt down to her side, putting my hand on her shoulder. This shocked the girl. She looked up from her cupped hands to see my face. Her eyes were filled with tears and it was no doubt that that caused it to be hard to see me. But, I'm guessing, from the large amount of blue I was wearing she knew who I was. Well, not exactly. She knew I was next to Mabel when she bumped into her. She knew I didn't stop my sister from pouring water on me. And she knew, just from looking at me, she didn't like me. The girls face hardened as she slapped my hand away from her. My eyebrows furrowed. 'So that's how we're gonna play it? I try to make you feel better and you turn sour?' I think to myself. Regardless, that didn't stop me from trying again. But this time, I didn't go for her shoulder. I grabbed her chin, lifting it to my face. Her head shook slightly in defense. "G-Go a-*hiccup*-ay." The girl said through tears.

As her head tried to pull away from my hand, I retorted by pressing my thumb against her cheek bone to keep her head in place. This gave me a clear view of the girl's face. The crying made her eyes puffy, and her cheeks red. But her eyes were so blue. Unlike mine, which were usually brown, unless I was using the amulet. I sighed. Her mascara. It was running down her cheeks like thick blood. While her chin was still in my hand, I reached for my handkerchief. As I got it folded into a perfect square, I proceeded by pressing it firmly against her face. "I apologize for my dear sister's actions. She's much kinder than you think. She just gets-"I stopped, hearing the girl sniffle in response. I tried to change the subject to something other than my sister and her actions. "What's your name blond?" I asked, giving her an emotionless look. But, deep inside, I wanted to smile to her. I just couldn't bring myself to do it for some reason. "Pacifica... Southeast." She said.

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